Wang Xiaoqiang swung the War God Hammer, smashing dozens of ghost cultivators, feeling utterly exhausted. Seeing the ghost cultivators swarming like headless flies, he willed, and the Demon Droplet flew out of the Sumeru Ring, spinning rapidly, rushing towards an incoming ghost cultivator...
Puff!
With a soft sound, the Demon Droplet pierced directly into the ghost cultivator's head, shattering his Primordial Spirit. The ghost cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood and fell.
Puff!
The Demon Droplet carried a mixture of brain matter and blood, a swathe of red and white.
Puff!
Another ghost cultivator was pierced by the Demon Droplet, and after his Primordial Spirit shattered, he fell with wide-open eyes, dying reluctantly.
Puff... Puff... Puff... Puff... Puff... Puff... Puff... Puff... Puff... Puff...
